The duel between Yuan Xiao and Sun Yin is about to start, and the time is almost nine o'clock, but the president of "Luo Yu", that is, the organizer of this dinner, has not yet appeared in the Sophie Club.

To be honest, this is really not bad for him, he also has a big problem......

The biggest reason is that Song Liu lost his temper.

This Miss Song is really the sharp meat on Song Jiaming's heart, she has been a lifeless pet since she was a child, she never gives the sun to the moon, never gives the stars to the sun, who dares to provoke her baby girl Song Jiaming can be the first to rush up and play with him. It stands to reason that under such pampering, Song Liu should grow into a delicate and willful rich lady, but this is not the case.

Song Liu was born with a pungent character, almost exactly the same as her mother, disgusted with money and worldliness, loved sports and all enthusiastic unrestrained, she never played with her peers, but preferred to mingle with the gangsters around the school. This "mingling" is the real literal meaning - Song Liu has beaten up the gangsters around every school since he went to school, and then successfully became the "eldest sister" countless times, so he is not majestic.

The reason why he is so strong is because Song Liu's physical ability is already talented, plus from kindergarten until college, there has not been a day that has not been spent in fights, honing a good street kung fu, usually running to the gym and martial arts gym to exercise boxing, otherwise it is swimming and climbing, and his physical fitness is already terrifying.

In this process, the bodyguards sent by Song Jiaming to her were exhausted batch after batch, and in the end, she really couldn't spend a lot of money to find retired special forces in her relationship, so that she could barely keep up with this fierce Song family lady.

What's even worse is that Song Liu has an extremely deep affection for his biological mother who he has never met, and regards the diary she left before her death and her last words to herself as the most important things, so she is extremely disgusted that Song Jiaming has anything to do with any other woman. Song Jiaming is not a pedantic person, he does love his deceased wife very much, but life has to go on, and there can be no woman in this family, but every time a woman who is in love appears, she will be driven away by Song Liu in various ways, and Song Jiaming does not dare to attack his daughter, so he can only develop underground work in a gloomy way.

Today, Song Jiaming mustered up the courage to bring a lady he liked very much to Song Liu's birthday banquet. But Song Liu, who knew the news, quit on the spot, and directly picked the son and said that I didn't have this birthday, who loved whom.

Song Jiaming tried his best, and almost hugged his daughter's thigh and cried, and finally Song Liu couldn't help but soften, saying that if you can find a distraction for me at the banquet, I won't trouble you.

The dinner party has already begun, where is Song Jiaming going to find something for her daughter that can distract her? He still doesn't know about his daughter? This is a high-class banquet, where can I find someone to fight with this aunt?

Coincidentally, at this time, the housekeeper answered the phone, and he didn't know whether to tell Song Jiaming or not. Song Jiaming naturally noticed it, thinking that there would be no worse thing today, so he beckoned to the housekeeper and asked him to speak directly.

"Mr. Song, just now the person from the other side of the venue called, saying that there were two young people who were jealous, and one of them actually mentioned 'duel'. Moreover, he is actually a notary public of Mr. Gu of Sophis, I really don't know what he thinks...... "The housekeeper's face is also a little unsightly, and he "duels" at his birthday banquet, which is obviously not to give the Song family face.

Song Jiaming had a "boom" in his head, as if he felt a baptism of holy light that broke through the dark clouds.

Tears flowed down.

"It's saved......" Song Jiaming wiped away his tears, took a deep breath, and shouted at the opening of his throat, "I'll run to prepare the car for the!!!!!! and then invite the young lady down!! just say that there is a fight at the banquet to watch !!"

......

The time came to 8:50, and Yuan Xiao had just finished asking, "Mr. Gu, 'this duel' is not only a matter of victory and defeat, but also of life and death?", Song Jiaming's Lincoln convoy just arrived at the door of the banquet.

The first to come down is Song Jiaming, this conscientious business tycoon looks a little vicissitudes, just over fifty this year, he is already full of gorgeous hair, and his figure is a little out of shape, but it can be seen that his appearance is also excellent when he is young.

Naturally followed by the eldest lady of the Song family - Song Liu, who was wearing a goose yellow dress.

Because of long-term outdoor exercise, Song Liu's skin is a healthy wheat color, the arms exposed on the outside of the dress are smooth, without a trace of fat, and the sliding muscles can be seen between gestures, revealing a primitive and unrestrained beauty. Her appearance was unexpectedly delicate, and her short and sleek hair made her look more like a thin and handsome man - if you can ignore her very proud upper circumference.

"If I find out you're lying to me in a moment, Dad, you'll spend the rest of your life with civil engineering. Song Liu's voice was a little hoarse, but it was not unpleasant, but there was a strange temptation, although the words he said were a little scary......

Song Jiaming hurriedly denied it, saying that he could see it when he went in.

Song Liu snorted and walked in with a swaying posture, Song Jiaming dared to invite the gentle woman in his car out, and he comforted and apologized, and finally calmed down the two women he valued the most, and approached the venue sweating profusely.

"Mr. Song. ”

"Hello Mr. Song. ”

"Happy birthday Miss Song. ”

"Happy birthday, Sister Liu. ”

"Happy birthday sister~"

......

Although Song Liu is reluctant to play with these rich children of the same generation, but sometimes if you want to fight to support the field, Song Liu is 100% the first to arrive, although she is just to be able to fight happily, but in the eyes of others, it is already synonymous with righteousness and friendship, but she has gained super popularity, almost no one dislikes her, so as soon as she enters the door, all kinds of acquaintances come up to bless her.

Song Liu waved her hand, even if it was perfunctory, her mind was not here.

After passing through the crowd, Song Liu finally saw the scene he wanted to see.

Sabre-rattling, touch-and-go.

"Sure enough, it smells of fighting. Song Liu licked her lips, revealing her most primitive desire. There are only two kinds of human impulses that can arouse the most primitive impulses of human beings - violence and Seqin, which is an indisputable fact determined by genes, there is nothing to be ashamed of, and there is nothing to be ashamed of, just like Song Liu, who calmly accepts that he is a profiteering eater, but lives happily.

It's just that Song Liu is a little dissatisfied that both sides of the fight seem to be too weak.

On the one hand, it looks like a wine bag rice bag, weak calves, bloated thighs, no useful muscles, and poor body proportions, I estimate that I can beat him into the ground in three moves.

On the other hand, there is the type that Song Liu dislikes even more - the little white face. The little white face does not distinguish between men and women, and Song Liu looks down on them in his heart, naturally he does not look down on their means of livelihood, this is their freedom, but he can't agree with this kind of attachment psychology. This little white face looks like the best of them, his face is outrageous to see, his body is thin, and the proportions are perfect, but he looks too thin, and he must have no strength, so he was directly classified by Song Liu into the ranks of "rookies".

You must know that in street fights, the most important thing is never skill, but tonnage, a person who has learned taekwondo for five years can be beaten on the ground by a strong man of two hundred pounds, this is the simplest force suppression. In Song Liu's more than ten years of fighting career, the defeats he has suffered are basically the same, because it is really difficult to take advantage of people who are much heavier than him.

However, reluctantly take a look, Song Liu thought.

Then, as she scanned her surroundings, she pinpointed the only companion she recognized.

It was Zhuang Ying.